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daz dillinger - about that lyrics

[daz dillinger]
hey! what the f-ck is up!
you know what time it is up in this beitch!
dat, n-gga, dazzzzzzzzzz

[chorus]
what’chu know (what’chu know) about that (about that) – {-3x-}
… about that, what’chu know about that

[daz dillinger]
when you see me comin n-gga, you know it’s not a dream
get your guns out, blast at your motherf-ckin team
f-ck a triple beam, it’s digital now
i’m a real gangsta n-gga, come check my profile
chop it up, chop it up, chop up the work (work)
everybody ’round here goin all berzerk (zerk)
check him on the chirp, get a quote for it
whether they rock it up, or the fiends snort it
either way i’ma stay paid, whether or not
’til then i’ma knock the hardest n-gga on your block
your homeboy got knocked out
the young n-ggas ’round us, that’s what they about (about)
we get {?}, get that, we die and we multiply
west coast, n-ggas yeah we ride
ride and let it slide, {?}
motherf-ckers out when we both collide, all y’all know

[chorus] – 2x

[daz dillinger]
what’chu know about six-fo’ dippin (dippin)
what’chu know about west coast rippin (west coast~!)
what’chu know about a n-gga on the grind
what’chu know about a n-gga when he shine
what’chu know about gettin yo’ -ss beatdown
all the way down to the motherf-ckin ground
what’chu know about cappin a rat
what’chu know about stackin them stacks
tell me somethin different, i’ll tell you wrong
n-ggas don’t last long, n-ggas gotta stay strong
this what i know, i’m back in the game
since i peeped game, sh-t won’t be the same
don’t you know about packin them gats (brrrrrrrrap)
don’t you know about bustin a cap
don’t you know about d-a-z
motherf-cker, you know i’m from the d-p-g

[chorus] – 2x

[daz dillinger]
well i was walkin down the street boppin my head to the beat
while my jvc’s vibrate the concrete
dank fell out of my pocket and i picked it back up
the policeman said freeze, put your hands up
what’d i do, i think about that and i bust back
f-ck that, get this pig capped
dippin down the boulevard, whippin and i’m hittin cars
diggy daz the rap star, up for a murder charge
in cell, {?}
what a f-ckin threat, yo a n-gga’s soakin wet
what about it, you know i’m stuck between a hard rock
me and the cop, or bein free just to rule the block
a lesson to be learned, the weak get burned
whatever you didn’t earn’ll turn back on yo’ -ss when it turns
now quit it i admit it that i didn’t did it
if i admit it i wouldn’t be acquitted

[chorus] – 2x

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